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    "He can bring the past back to me." Rimbaud gritted his teeth and endured the pain, "Get out of the way, the suppressor can't control me."

    But Bai Chunian also saw that Rimbaud could tear the suppressor off his neck and the flesh, but it would take time to purify the toxins injected into the glands. The speed of Satan's ability to activate in the future is faster than that of Rimbaud's purification. The speed is much faster, and it is Rimbaud who suffers from the competition one after another.

    "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Bai Chunian lowered his head and kissed his forehead, taking him away from Satan, buying time for Lanbo to re-purify, and trying his best to protect him from Satan's attacks during this period.

    They distanced themselves from Satan, who also temporarily stopped moving.

    Bai Chunian stared at him, Satan stood by the door with the combination lock, and asked lightly: "You have used up the number of mistakes."

    Satan slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the cipher. Bai Chunian suddenly realized what he was going to do. He grabbed the wine bottle on the bar and slammed it on the edge of the bar. Nian threw the sharp bottle mouth stained with the Infection agent at Satan's hand.

    Satan was also afraid of this potion, and immediately withdrew his hand and left the position of the combination lock, but the blue potion splashed from the wine bottle spilled everywhere and quickly began to volatilize.

    The orange-yellow wallpaper slowly turned pink, and the researcher who was huddled in the corner suddenly pinched his nose and mouth. The fear of suffocation and infection and the desire to survive made him run towards the door in a panic, stepping on the broken glass on the floor and using his right hand desperately. The thumb pressed the fingerprint lock and escaped from the door.

    Satan said indifferently: "Oh, it turns out that you killed him. I haven't calculated this. But it doesn't change anything, goodbye, angel."

    When Bai Chunian had already picked up the broken glass pieces on the ground to intercept Satan, the golden pocket watch in Satan's hand retreated a step.

    Bai Chunian suddenly reappeared in front of the fingerprint lock inexplicably, and repeated the previous action of wrapping his finger with a Band-Aid and pressing the wrong fingerprint.

    Chapter 158

    Bai Chunian pressed his finger on the fingerprint scanner, and the fingerprint lock immediately turned on a red light to give an alarm. At the same time, the back of the neck hurt abruptly, and it was obvious that the needle of the suppressor pushed a medicine into the gland. liquid.

    The turbulent pain and the rapidly blackening blood vessels rushed towards the heart, Bai Chunian cried out in pain, and tightly grasped the fingerprint lock to keep himself standing with difficulty.

    "randi!" Lan Bo widened his eyes and grabbed Bai Chunian's hand, but the purifying ability belonging to the mermaid could not be passed on to him by holding hands, so he could only watch his face become pale and weak.

    The suppressor that started the self-destruction program and pushed into the liquid medicine lost its inhibitory effect and fell off the back of the neck. Bai Chunian clenched Lanbo's hand, made a fist with his left hand, and slammed a fist on the door.

    The suppressor failed, and he could no longer control his differentiation ability. The J1 ability bone steel tempered the bones of his left hand and arm, tore the door open like tearing paper, and dragged Rimbaud through the dining room back to the dormitory.

    From Satan's observation point of view, the enclosed space when he uses his ability is the dining room. When the dining room and the dormitory are connected due to the broken door, it is equivalent to the enclosed space of the dining room being destroyed, and the ability will be invalid at this time.

    So he could only let Bai Chunian and the others leave, and he slowly chased after them.

    The effect of the Infection potion had already occurred in Bai Chunian's body. He was staggering, the shadows overlapped in front of him, and his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

    Rimbaud supported him with his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "I demolished the house and sent you out."

    Bai Chunian's limbs were blue and white, and he held his hand tightly: "This is a submarine... The pharmacy has exploded, and the whole sea area is over. What is hydrogen cyanide? The blue virus is terrible, look at me. How can things last a few minutes around the submarine like this?"

    "Are you going to die too?" Lan Bo still didn't have a definite concept of death. Before chatting with Bai Chunian about lifespan, he began to think about the length of life.

    "I will try my best to stay with you for a few more years and teach you more about culture, lest you bring your clansmen to land in the future like a silly youth eating and broadcasting tour group."

    "..."

    "Look at that researcher, he's not here...he died in the infirmary..." Bai Chunian almost fell to the door and grabbed the doorknob, "He wants to avoid us, why doesn't he stay in the dormitory and stop at the gym? room, but died in the infirmary, he went to get something to save himself..."

    "I'm sorry... I can only live one, of course I choose myself..." Bai Chunian took out the tube of transparent injection from the test tube rack in the infirmary from his pocket, tore the package with his teeth tremblingly, and bit it open. The needle cap pierced into his arm forcefully, pushing the transparent medicinal liquid into his body.

    "Uh..." The injection consumed the last bit of Bai Chunian's strength. Rimbaud's suppressor had been removed and restored. He picked up Bai Chunian's collar, the fish tail touched the fingerprint lock, directly powered on to destroy it, and knocked the door open. Drag Bai Chunian to the other rooms.

    Bai Chunian felt much better, and his pale complexion gradually turned bloody.

    "1, 2, 3, 4..." he whispered in his mouth, "Satan uses his ability to make you imprisoned by the suppressor and let you be burned by magma, there is a two-second time difference, and then choose the wrong password to activate My suppressor, after being interrupted by me, used its ability to make me press the wrong fingerprint, and there was a gap of fifteen seconds."

    "It seems that two seconds is not enough to fully restore his ability. The second time he uses his ability, he can only make magma appear in your forearm instead of your whole body, which means that at least fifteen seconds later, he can exert his full strength for the second time.Only part of the strength can be exerted between them.”

    "Even so... it's too strong. It's not like the ability to differentiate at the M2 level. Like A3, it must be at least as strong as the A3 level."

    "I understand," Bai Chunian frowned, "he can demonstrate the results of future deductions. In a closed space, if no one disturbs him, he will be graded A3 in the future, and he is borrowing the futureStrength."

    If the other party already has the strength of A3 level, in the closed submarine, Satan has the advantage, and they can't get any benefits.

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